"Now, Autumn, you're our top agent, so I want you to handle this one personally and alone" The man said, handing the redhead a small envelope.

"What about Scarlett, sir?" She asked, taking the envelope, but asking gently.

"She has her own assignment." The man replied.

Autumn nodded, and bowed respectfully, and walked out of his office. She went to her black and red corvette and sat in the driver's seat as she opened her envelope.

Bellerophron Pegasus.

"Repetitive much?" She asked herself. She didn't bother looking at the rest of the information, she thought a name like that was bound to get some form of reputation. She just needed to see what he looked like, so she pulled out the picture of him and smirked.

"I have you now, Bellerophron..." Autumn said to herself as she put the picture of him on the mirror and started her car.

Autumn's job was to be a mythological assasin. In her mind she protected the world from evil. The end. She stopped asking questions a long time ago. When she felt she wasn't being filled in enough, THEN she would ask questions. But until then, she kept her mouth shut and her gun at aim.

And right now it was at Bellerophron. That was that.

Bell sighed deeply as he walked down the street. It was dark now and he needed to get home fast. The streets were dangerous at night and he above all people knew it. He, after all, was one of the dangerous things people should look out for.

A cold wind blew through his black hair causing him to shiver. "So cold..." He spoke with a Russian accent but it wasn't very strong. He had only been living in Russia for five years and while there, he had to wait for his other accent to die before he developed the new one.

The cold actually reminded him of his Russian home and he began to miss it. The pale blue eyes hiding behind his black framed glasses suddenly filled with sadness at the memories of his old home.

Autumn went to her small condo deep in the city. Her information told her she needed to go to South Africa to exterminate Bellerophron.

She sighed when she opened her door. Same thing, day after day, if she was taking a vacation it meant she had to do double time back at HeadQuarters. Things needed killing to keep the world safe...

Or... That's what she thought. She knew that she had killed innocent creatures, but... It was not her choice. She couldn't rebel against the assasin system. You didn't rebel and live. SHE knew that. She was once at the bottom of the food chain, and killed traitors. But... She was at the top... Other than the boss himself...

She could rebel and not get caught. She knew all their tricks, all their gizmos, she knew everything about the system to manipulate it. She shook her head and looked at Bellerophron's picture. Somehow she knew this was going to be her last official "job". Something was going to change. THAT she knew for sure.

She finished packing her bag and grabbed her passport along with her laptop. Things were going to get really boring on that long flight to South Africa. Another thing she knew was planes. She knew all of their weaknesses and strengths. She could hijack a plane if she wished. It was standural procedure to go through every training imaginable. Especially when dealing with mythological creatures.

Autumn sighed and bought her ticket at the front and boarded the plane. She liked taking public planes because she never really got to interact with people like a normal teenager, that just wasn't how she worked, she had to be cold, calculating, all in all she had to be a bitch to people that she didn't know.

She never liked it, but she didn't want others to get hurt. So she kept to herself and stayed quiet. Unless she had a chatty Cathy sitting next to her. Then she would calculate if the person was stupid, then she would talk back. But until then, she sat alone.

Bellerophon had finally amde it home. He lived in a rather big house that some considered a mansion. He considered it hell on Earth though and as he walked through the door, braced himself for the yelling to begin as his mother, who had had so much plastic surgury that she could be melted down and made into childrens toys when she died, walked out of the front door with a look of pure anger on her face.

He simply walked up the path and right past her without uttering a word which only seemed to anger her more. She yelled at him as he walked up the stairs to his room but he ignored her all the way. She may have been asking him where he had been but he knew she really didn't care. She had never truely cared about him and he knew it.

The first thing he did when he walked into his from was give a treat to his pet rats, Ajax and Achilles. At the moment, they were the only real friends he had seeing as they had only recently moved back to good ole SA a week ago, he hadn't had a chance to make any new friends.

He flopped down onto his bed and closed his eyes. He was tired from that days ventures. He had spent most of the day in his chimera body just going around and doing as he pleased...anything to avoid going back home.

Soon, he closed his eyes and without even realizing it, had fallen asleep fully clothed and without even having dinner.

She had made it to South Africa. She had been here enough times to know the basic layout. You had to scout the area before making a move. Autumn decided she would stay at the local safehouse with the naturally born African assasins.

Those were her only friends really. They had given her a good Assasin African name which to her was a basic rite of passage. They would play games, and she would tell them her stories that she had done and vice versa. It was the greatest fun she would have in years of being in this buisness.

She had a taxi drive her to the safehouse. She paid the taxi extra and bid him a fond farewell, he did the same to her and put an african blessing on her, she smiled and out of politeness kissed his forehead and the taxi driver waved and drove off.

Autumn walked into the safehouse and smiled when she saw the familiar dark faces smiling widely at her. "The Red Killer is here." One of them said, as he came up behind her and took her small bags. "Hey!" She protested, but he was quick and beat her to the elevator. "Can I buy you a drink?" The other asked. Autumn gratefully accepted and they walked to the bar. "So, Red Killer, what brings you to South Africa?" He asked with a smile.

She told him the truth and his eyes went wide. "I'm glad that cab gave you a blessing.... Because if you're hunting that one down, you are going to need all the help you can possibly get." He said, taking his shot glass and pouring it down his throat.

Autumn looked at the bartender, "I'll have a glass of Absinthe." She said, rubbing her head gently. The bartender widened his eyes, but nodded and got out what she ordered. The venomous liquid gave off a toxic fume, but Autumn loved it.

As morning came, the sun shone through Bell's window right into his face waking him. He gave a soft annoyed growl but it soon a different kind of growling filled his ears. He'd gone to bed hungry and now his stomach was telling him that.

He sighed as he got out of bed. He walked downstairs and intom the kitchen and was greeted by the maid. He smiled at her saying, "Morning, Lindiwe...where's mother?" She smiled at him saying his mother had gone shopping. For shoes, no doubt.

He sighed at this and when offered breakfast by Lindiwe, he quickly accepted.

After having something to eat, he walked out of the house and down the road. He'd had bacon for breakfast and even though he loved the taste of meat, nothing beat killing your own food. Sadly, the only thing he was able to catch in the suburbs like this was birds. He wished that he could catch something like a zebra. Being a chimera, he was pat lion after all and a zebra was somethng that a lion just loved to sink its teeth into.

He licked his lips as he walked down the street towards the forest. Oh, what he would give to hunt something bigger than a pidgeon!

As he stepped into the forest, he flared his nostrils taking in all the smells around him. He wanted so badly to turn into his chimera form but he could only do that when he felt an extreme of an emotion like if he was really angry or really happy but over the years he had learned to block out his emtions t avoid turning into a beast so much so that when he actually wanted to turn into one, it was harder.

So, instead, he simpy, sighed and wodnered the forest for a while. Bellerophon really did feel at home with nature.

Autumn thanked the bartender and gave him a fairly large tip. She walked up to her room and sighed, wanting to just plop on the hotel bed and pass out. But such was not the case.

"Ah... The Red Killer... Here again at last I see..." The dark man said with a pearly white smile.

"Ziim, the only way I can see you is when you smile." She said with a small laugh. "Turn on some lights."

And so he did. "Red, I have something to tell you... It's something important." Ziim said softly, getting suddenly serious.

It had taken a while but Bell had managed to bring forth some old memories that brought about such rage that it caused him to transform.

Now, his chimera form is different to that of a normal chimera. Instead of having three heads, he only had one and that was jsut the lion head with a pair of black goat horns atop it and a long black serpintine tail but while he looked like a monster, his eyes still remained human and a bright blue.

Again, he took in the scents of the forest. There was a bird nearby...a rather large one and so, off he went in search of the bird, his next victim who he would hunt for sport and not survival.

"My God, man! You must be joking!" Autumn exclaimed.

"Does it look like I'm joking?"

Autumn processed all that was said in her mind and shook it after a minute. "That... That's bad." Was all she could say, then she took her duffle bag, slammed it on to her bed and started bringing out the guns.

"Have you killed a Chimera before?" Ziim asked.

"Several." Autumn said, choosing a gun and loading it with a certain kind of bullet.

"What is that?" Ziim asked.

"It's a bullet filled with the poison of a hydra mixed with that of the cobra." Autumn said, "It's my own design." She said with a proud smile.

That was another thing she was good at; making weapons.

She grabbed a kutana and a small dagger and sheathed both of them. "Well..." She said, "I'm off..." Then she walked out of her hotel room.

Belerophron's head was waiting.

Bellerophon had managed to catch a bird but it wasn't very big. It defiently wouldn't be enough to satisfy him. That's when he heard footsteps crunching the leaves of the forest floor. He left the mangled remains of the bird behind to go investigate.

He peered around a tree to see a small boy and a little girl playing. They would make a nice kill, something big to finally satisfy his hunger...NO! He stepped back and shook his head. What was he thinking?! Never before had Bell ever considered hurting another human but then again, he wasn't exactly human anymore.

For as long as he could remember, he had been cursed...cursed so that he could never feel normal human emotions unless he wanted to become a monster.

She walked to the little town where Bellerophron was supposed to live and finally she came upon his house and knocked.

She ran several of the qoutes that she would say, and then the families replies.

One being: "Bellerophron? Why? Is he in trouble?"
"No, no, I just need to talk with him."

Then two: "he's not here at the moment... Would you like to wait or come back tomorrow?"
"I will wait, thank you, would you mind if I came in?"

Then they would invite the wolf into their home of sheep. In a metophorical sense.

That's when the maid opened the door. She smiled when she saw Autumn and said, "Hello. Can I help you?" Ironically, that's when Bell was coming home. He'd transformed back after the incident with the children and was quite shocked to see the girl standing by the front door as he walked up the path.

He raised a brow at her. He didn't recognize the girl. Who was she?

"Who the fuck are you?" He said it a rather monotonous voice. Lindiwe, the maid, gasped at his use of language and apologized to the girl it had been directed at.

Autumn laughed and said it was okay to the maid, and that she had gotten this several different times, "I'm Autumn." She said, extending her arm, a common greeting.

"Autumn? You look more like a Summer to me and seeing as you told me your name, I suppose I should tell you mine, correct? My name is Bellerophon Pegasus but under no circumstances will you call me Bell Boy, Peggy or BP. Bell is fine." The continud to glare at the girl and with folded arms asked, "Alright, we now know one another's names but you have yet to tell me what you are doing here."

"Should we talk about that elsewhere?" She asked faking a sweet smile. She walked over to him and thanked the maid for being nice to her. Autumn smiled at Bell and seemed to be sweet to him as well. She was able to sense evil from a mile away but she couldn't help but sense that Bellophron wasn't the REAL evil here.

Lindiwe went back inside leaving the two alone. Bell glared at the girl and instantly said, "I don't like you." When Bellerophon didn't like someone, he outright told them. Well, at least the guy was honest.

He then looked around and said to Autumn, "We're alone now so whatever you wanted to talk to me about, we can talk about it out here unless you'd rather go inside."

Autumn shook her head. "No. This is something that needs to be solved out here." She said, pulling a gun from her jacket and pointing it at Bell. "My boss says you're a dangerous thing, chimera..." She said softly, cocking the gun. "I'm afraid I'll have to get rid of you."